“Call your father now. I want to tell him what’s wrong with your daughter and let him discipline you!”
Darren threw me to the sofa and my head hit the wall next to me, which made me see stars for a moment.
“Dad has already…”
I covered my head and trembled. Before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by Darren.
“Forget it, don’t let dad worry about it. Can you be more sensible? Just calm down and I can pretend nothing happened.”
After saying that, he slammed the door and went into the second bedroom. Every time after a quarrel, he would take the initiative to sleep in the second bedroom and start cold violence until I compromised.
I covered my swollen and painful head and my heart was cold.
If I had known it would be like this today, I would never have agreed to his proposal.
Darren and I met because of my father.
When I was ten years old, my mother was diagnosed with thyroid cancer and urgently needed money for surgery. Originally, the surgery fee could be raised by waiting for my father’s payment.
But the company refused to pay the debts and my father had nowhere to turn to. Seeing that my mother could not be treated in time, he was anxious to ask for help everywhere.